The magic was felt the moment we entered his dominion
he wore the trademark of a great magician and as he
ensorcelled us with his charm, we watched a rabbit spoof
and disappear into thin air, just like that !
Glued to our seats we watched incredulous and didn't speak  
one moment he's riding a bike, the next he was driving a car
No fakery here, shaved and clean he waved a flare in the air
then made the figure eight and suddenly, he was hairy as a bear
We were children accustomed to fairies, leprechauns, witches
but we were not prepared for the rigmaroles of Monsieur Geller
That night we closed ourselves off from the world and made magic ,
we scavenged through fathers toolbox and used every gadget
I was the magician's assistant dressed in a foil garb made of stars,  
bro was the illusionist, one sweep of the  hand and I ended up in Mars.